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"Who hurt you?"Jungkook's deep voice cut through the air like daggers.
Taehyung lowered her eyes timidly, holding on to the wounded arm.
"It was Master Eunwoo" yoongi, his bodyguard, answered instead.
Jungkook said nothing more. He uncrossed his legs and grabbed the large butcher knife on the table.
"Wait here" he murmured to Taehyung.
He stormed into the gambling parlor, his face set in a deep scowl, his eyes burning with rage, his grip tight on the knife.
When Eunwoo spotted him, he grinned and waved.
"Jungkook, have you come to join us?"
Jungkook marched up to him, grabbed his hand and chopped it off, pedro painful scream enchoed all over the gambling room.
"Don't touch what is mine!"
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Orphaned at a young age, Taehyung always thought